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Prepared at a time of an exceptional crisis of crises:
energy,
water, food, shelter, health, unemployment, climate, banking, confidence,
drugs, etc
-- accompanied by continuing unchecked cycles of violence and rumours of possible
nuclear war.
Charge of the Light Brigade | ||
Orginal
version (1854) by Alfred, Lord Tennyson in response to the Crimean War |
Adapted version (2008) by Alpha Lore Terrason in response to the War on Terra |
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Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!" "Charge for the guns!" he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. |
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode Fortune's 500. "Forward, the Light Brigade! "Charge those for change!" we said: Into the valley of Death Rode the five hundred. |
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"Forward, the Light Brigade!" |
"Forward, the Light Brigade!" Was there anyone dismay'd? Not tho' many did know Someone had blunder'd: Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's but to do and die: Into the valley of Death Rode the five hundred. |
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Cannon to right of them, |
Plotting to right of them, Plotting to left of them, Plotting in front of them Imagine'd and monger'd; Storm'd at with claim and blame, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the five hundred. |
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Flash'd all their sabres bare, |
Flash'd all their savoir faire, Flash'd as they spun the air, Denying alternates there, Charging emergence, while All the world wonder'd: Plunged in industrial smoke Right thro' constraint they broke; Terraist suspects Reel'd from their savage stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd. Then they rode back, but not Not the five hundred. |
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Cannon to right of them, |
Alternates to right of them, Alternates to left of them, Alternates behind them Imagine'd and monger'd; Storm'd at with claim and blame, While faune and flora fell, They that had fought so well Came thro' the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of five hundred. |
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When can their glory fade? |
When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honour the charge they made, Honour the Light Brigade, Noble five hundred. |
Another adaptation has also been posted: The Charge of the Fossil Brigade at COP27 (2022)
Questions usefully arise from the adaptation due to possible connotations of the alternative expressions used and their implication for the significance of those that remain unchanged. For example:
Note also: David Long, The Charge of the Lite Brigade: the EU in Afghanistan, Canada-Europe Transatlantic Dialogue, October 2008. Tennyson much later wrote a less widely known "heavy" poem, The Charge of the Heavy Brigade at Balaclava (1882), with regard to another charge on the same day under different leadership in the same battle. By contrast, this records the success of a similarly heroic "three hundred" using a highly unconventional strategy. This clearly offers the possibility of other adaptations and reflections, especially its insightful epilogue.
The
Charge of the Heavy Brigade at Balaclava (1882) by Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Extracts from the Epilogue) |
I would that wars should cease, I would the globe from end to end Might sow and reap in peace, And some new Spirit o'erbear the old, Or Trade re-frain the Powers.... . But since our mortal shadow, Ill, To waste this earth began- Perchance from some abuse of Will In worlds before the man.... . And tho', in this lean age forlorn, Too many a voice may cry That man can have no after-morn Not yet of those am I. . And here the Singer for his art Not all in vain may plead 'The song that nerves a nation's heart Is in itself a deed.' |
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Inspired by the originals, further reflection is evoked by a poem
written by Rudyard Kipling entitled The Last of the Light Brigade (1891). |
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